Here he was again. In the cool, pasty arms of one of Konoha's top-hated-list, right next to himself, of course. And nothing could ever feel more right. Not many people in the village had ever taken too kindly to either of them as children, even through teenage years. But, that is something they both had in common. They were both hated with a fiery passion, and knew the loneliness that came with that burden. The very, very slowly pain numbing feeling that it created after many years of the abuse of being ignored, or the 'In-your-face' abhorrence.
The autumn winds blew from the open window, sending a thrill of chills down Naruto's exposed spine. The two naked figures lay on the bed curled up to each other to escape the cold air that hit them. A pair of liquid gold eyes stared lovingly into a sea of blue as they just lie there. Naruto smiled softly as he snuggled into the dull amount of warmth.
"We cannot keep doing this, Naruto-kun." Came the other man. "We must either go our separate ways, or reveal our relationship some how. We must find a common ground." A short flicker of pain flashed through Naruto's cerulean orbs.
"You don't need to tell me that Orochimaru. I already know. But, can we wait a little bit longer before making our desicion?" Orochimaru grinned.
"Only for you." Naruto sighed in relief as he let his eyes droop, and fell into the welcoming darkness of sleep. Not aware of the pair of angry and hurt eyes, covertly watching from the window.
